Breaking Now on RT: War is Peace, Slavery is Freedom.

This afternoon, while in the middle of a consultation with an economist with a major German energy company concerning financial strategies to facilitate replacement of Nord Stream 2 with shipments of liquefied natural gas, Gretchen sent an IM to my computer screen, reading, “There’s an unbathed creep out here in the reception room who stinks… Continue reading Breaking Now on RT: War is Peace, Slavery is Freedom.

Survivalists Dismayed as Nuclear War Proves Unlikely

Earth Day 2017 here in Washington DC dawned cold and rainy, which was a disappointment for Cerise, who had gone to considerable trouble getting my concurrence for a proposed bike trip down the Chesapeake and Ohio Canal towpath from Great Falls to Georgetown and back. Instead, after rising early and finding the weather dreary, we… Continue reading Survivalists Dismayed as Nuclear War Proves Unlikely

North Korea’s Fearless Leaders’ Chicken Nephew

Earlier this afternoon, Cerise and I were lying in bed at my home in Great Falls, Virginia with all the windows open enjoying the marvelous brisk spring air and sunny weather, combined with the afterglow of a black truffle omelette, Dom Pérignon champagne blood orange mimosa and Beluga caviar brunch, with its natural consequents, when… Continue reading North Korea’s Fearless Leaders’ Chicken Nephew

Tom Discovers what Hamid Karzai’s been Smoking

Late Friday afternoon, as I was crunching some numbers for the Federal Reserve, Gretchen politely interrupted me.  “Mr. Collins,” she announced, her blonde head poked discreetly into my office between the heavy oak doors separating me from the reception area, “Khus Dihugami Dadamizo, Special International Policy Emissary of His Excellency President Hamid Karzai for the… Continue reading Tom Discovers what Hamid Karzai’s been Smoking

Echoes of Rand Paul’s Filibuster Continue to Resound

Gretchen demands at least one Saturday a month off from work, and to be honest, I’m sort of glad she does.  For me, this particular Saturday afternoon, as it turned out, was just myself at my home in Great Falls, Virginia, with nobody there for company but my cat, Twinkle.  My girlfriend, Cerise, had decided… Continue reading Echoes of Rand Paul’s Filibuster Continue to Resound